Chapter 155: Taking Care of the Little Bear
Guo Mi gave Caesar an ideological lesson, saying that as ordinary friends, he should keep a proper distance.
She deliberately emphasized the words "ordinary friends", but Caesar couldn't understand her at all, and in the end she could only get a short two-word answer:
"Not good."
Guo Mi's wet ears were already half dry, but there was still a chill from the evaporation of water coming from her ears, which drove her crazy:
"You and Slok are biological brothers. We should have the best relationship among the adult polar bear brothers. Will you two sleep next to each other like last night?"
Caesar's face was solemn, and he spat out two words:
"Not good!"
Guo Mi was stunned, and he couldn't answer whether they would sleep next to each other?
Caesar was silent for a while, and finally uttered another answer besides the word "not good":
"I don't have a good relationship with Slok. Who told you that I have a good relationship with him?"
At this moment, this sentence became a decisive blow. Guo Mi completely gave up communicating with him, laughed dryly, and glared at him fiercely.
Caesar sat there and watched the giant furball's claws fall to the ground with a "thud". He squeezed out of the grass with the little bear and started to continue on his way. He stood up silently and followed as usual.
This is the radiation range of the human town. To ensure their own safety, they really cannot stay here.
But what Slok said was not completely unreasonable. They had to return to the snow-capped mountains. However, the polar bears could wait until the sea surface froze to get on the ice, but Guo Mi was a little more hesitant.
With the coldness of the Arctic, the possibility of sea ice cracking in winter is small, but it is not completely impossible, and once on the ice floe, it is equivalent to the absence of permafrost, and she can no longer dig a hole to hibernate.
All in all, for her, getting on the sea ice would do more harm than good.
There was no need to worry about such obvious pros and cons, but Guo Mi had a new worry, and that was the two little bears.
No matter what, seals will always be the polar bear's main source of food, and the little bear can't always follow her on the island to find those bird eggs, weeds and fruits to satisfy its hunger.
They need to get on the ice floe to learn the skills they really need to survive.
Guo Mi had no way of teaching them such skills. Fortunately, there was still summer, so she would be willing to teach the two little bears those hunting skills.
But the prerequisite for learning these skills is that they must board the ice floe.
Logically speaking, winter happens to be when the ice is strongest, which is a good opportunity to learn, but she is not a polar bear.
Brown bears may be able to avoid hibernation when food is abundant and the climate is warm, but Guo Mi's environment obviously does not meet this condition.
Day after day, she felt her desire for deep sleep, and only she could understand the anxiety in Guo Mi's heart.
"Guomi, we caught the fox!"
The salmon ran in front, and the fish bone held the fox's body in its mouth, following behind. They ran out of the grass one after another, and excitedly showed the trophy to Guo Mi.
The fox hadn't completely died yet. His body was twitching weakly, and there was still a trace of clarity in his eyes. He watched Guo Mi's pupils shrink in horror, and he let out a few weak screams, but they were soon oozing out from the gap in his throat. The bloody foam choked him.
As winter approaches, they no longer have the uneven appearance of gray and white hair before, but have grown thick, heavy, fine, and long white hair. Now this beautiful hair is stained with blood.
Salmon slapped it with its paw and raised its little head to look at Guo Mi. There was still red blood around her mouth. It was not difficult to guess that she had given the fox the final blow.
In these few short seconds, the last trace of the fox's life flowed away and turned into a cold corpse. The eyes were still wide open, but they were already covered with a foggy haze.
Guo Mi's heart skipped a beat.
The discomfort caused by seeing the dead creatures was there, but as time went by, she got used to hunting, and it had long since become insignificant.
However, when she saw this fox, she thought of natural selection.
The adult fox will also die at the claws of two polar bear cubs due to its short stature.
In this piece of nature, weakness and immaturity mean death——
So does the bear. If they can't find enough food, they will be buried in the wind and snow due to hunger. Even if they survive, they will die under the claws of their own kind because of their thin body.
Guo Mi's heart skipped a beat, and there was another sound of trembling grass blades next to him. The male bear's huge body was exposed outside the grass, and it arbitrarily trampled down the grass that had grown to more than one meter high, and walked out leisurely.
There was something strange in Little Bear's eyes. Fishbone approached Guo Mi and whispered:
"He's been following us."
Guo Mi's heart froze, but he didn't express anything on his face. He just pretended to ask casually:
"Then is he close to you?"
"No."
As always, the little male bear never added anything, he just said matter-of-factly:
"He keeps a distance from us. When we hunt, he looks at us from a distance. This fox..."
Fishbone paused slightly when he said this, and the strangeness in his eyes became more obvious:
"We couldn't catch this fox originally, but I don't know if it was a coincidence or not. He happened to stop us, and then the fox ran back again."
Guo Mi was completely shocked now and turned to look at Salmon.
Although the little guy didn't want to admit it, he still lowered his head and said:
"Yes, he helped us."
Not far away, the male bear, who had been lying on the ground since he came back, closed his eyes slightly as usual, and his ears trembled quietly. It wasn't until Salmon finished speaking that he narrowed his eyes a little, and there was a trace of satisfaction in the corners of his eyes, but soon Close it again.
The little bear began to handle the prey, and the strong smell of blood floated in the air.
Guo Mi stopped in front of Caesar:
"Have you been following Little Bear these past two days?"
After the little bear faced the wolves alone, he had already begun to try to catch some small animals by himself. They are very smart. If they can't catch the prey, they will follow Guo Mi's example and find a way.
They always move around Guo Mi and never stray far, so Guo Mi usually lets them go.
Later, as long as the two cubs left alone, Caesar would also leave. Guo Mi didn't think much about it at first, but now after hearing the cubs' words, she suddenly realized that Caesar might have been following them.
Thinking of this, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.
Caesar, are you helping her take care of the bear? !
This kind of thing is really normal for Slok, but it's really weird for Caesar.
She asked, but the male bear did not answer immediately. Instead, he lay on the ground with his eyes closed, seemingly taking a nap.
The corner of Guo Mi's mouth twitched twice, but he still waited beside her for a while. When she was almost ready to turn around and leave, the male bear opened his eyes and said in an indifferent tone:
"I was just taking a look."
Actually no, those two little cubs really did everything they could to catch prey. They first dug holes, then blocked them and chased them, and even filled the holes directly with soil.
Caesar originally just wanted to please Guo Mi, but in the end he watched it with gusto.
Of course, it was impossible for him to tell Guo Mi this.
Guo Mi took a deep breath, looked at his face as if he needed to be beaten, resisted the urge to raise his paw, and uttered two words briefly:
"Thank you."
Then turned and left.
This time it was the male bear who was dumbfounded. Why was this different from what he had imagined? !
Hi everyone, I'm sorry, there is an error in the previous article, that is, bears can actually lick their own wounds. In all the video materials I found, I didn't see bears licking their own wounds, I only saw them showing wounds. On the road, I thought they didn't have this habit.
But I couldn't guarantee it 100%, so I found the bear keeper at the zoo and got the answer from him.
When a bear is injured, it will actually lick its own wounds, so the previous step is slightly modified.
Sorry everyone!